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Out of these blue eyes

Out of these blue eyes


Letters appear as lies
Love is as written
Only to come back smitten

The pleasurable sin


Leaves hearts that need time to mend
Regret and shame
This poem is just plain lame

As it has happened
So it shall be forgotten
At least it was only words
And not the action behind the verbs

That these eyes have seen


And on me you can lean

Kayla Davis

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